Star Trace Gate

Chapter 666: The Human Emperor is about to die, the last splendor of the world!

In Gutan Village, a giant sword made of condensed energy pointed from the southwest to Sanyuan Medical Clinic.

With one sword pointing, hundreds of auras responded, and all the disciples of Wanxiang Sect in the four areas soared into the sky, no longer hiding their auras, and rushed forward to the formation.

Such a momentum naturally could not be hidden from the seven old lamps who were surrounding Ren Ye in the formation. The fisherman in the bamboo hat first quickly withdrew, and then sent a message to a junior brother: "Maoshan, many disciples of Wanxiang Sect were killed. I think the attacking leader has already sensed the killing situation here through the guide. He concentrated his energy and pointed his sword at this place, just wanting to risk his life to save this little emperor. In this case, we can't let this kid go... You go to the main formation quickly to stabilize the killing situation here, and don't let the disciples of Wanxiang Sect break into the formation to disturb us. You can also let our people sense the rising energy of the formation and do our best to block it from the middle."

"it is good!"

A white-haired old man of extraordinary talent, upon hearing the fisherman's instructions, immediately withdrew from the melee and flew to the north.

Not long after, the old man Maoshan found the center of the Locking Sky Array on the north side. This place was less than two miles away from the Sanyuan Bookstore. The center of the array was in a bookstore and was guarded by four third-grade peak masters.

The formation's core was based on a third-grade strange stone, with three shining flags as the main formation flags. After Maoshan arrived, he sat cross-legged next to the strange stone, grabbed the floating flag with his right hand, and instantly entered a state of meditation.

As everyone knows, the spiritual sense can only perceive ten meters at most in the miasma fog, so if the old man Maoshan wants to control the formation himself, he can only sit in the center of the formation here, and use the main formation flag as a medium to activate more than two hundred formation flags connected every nine meters, so that he can control the large formation.

After he crossed his legs and entered into a state of meditation, he made hand gestures with his left hand and gently waved the command flag with his right hand, muttering to himself: "The nine heavens thunder and flying dragon leap, I use the sea of ​​stars to fill the bright moon - this formation aids in killing, start!!"

"boom!"

Old man Maoshan tried his best to activate the star core in his abdomen, and used the command flag as a medium to continuously pour his own star power into the formation, allowing it to fully revive.

Above the blue sky, a pale bright moon appears faintly, as if it is about to penetrate the miasma and fog and spread its light here.

Old Man Maoshan borrowed the power of the bright moon and evolved a faint giant shadow that was dozens of feet tall in the Sanyuan Medical Clinic. Then, like pulling out a willow tree, he raised his huge arms, whose entire shape could not be fully seen at a glance, and hugged the Nine-Curve Green Cloud Bamboo tightly.

Not only is his combat power extremely terrifying, but he is also extremely intelligent. Naturally, he knows that Ding Hun's combat power is unparalleled and that he is trapped under the Nine-Bend Green Cloud Bamboo at the moment, which is a waste of top combat power. So after he formed the formation, he wanted to rescue this person as soon as possible.

Deep underground, Ding Hun's body was wrapped in green bamboo roots like a rice dumpling. Countless barbs on the roots were like fairy needles, piercing him like a hedgehog. Blood flowed everywhere and the pain was unbearable.

This is why Ding Hun's physical body suffered such a disaster. If it were a master of magic, he would probably not be able to survive even for a breath in the roots of the green bamboo.

Even though his whole body was bound and he suffered the excruciating pain of his flesh being torn apart, he still did not break his promise to upgrade his rank. He only used the strength of his third-rank flesh to continuously accumulate strength in an attempt to break free from the green bamboo. But unfortunately, every time he attacked, he could only make the green bamboo sway slightly, breaking a small part of its roots, but he could not break free completely.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the Nine-bend Green Cloud Bamboo that had taken root on the ground shook violently, and Ding Hun felt that the roots that bound him suddenly broke in half, relieving his pain.

He instantly focused his attention, carefully sensing the external aura, and discovered that the old man Maoshan used the power of the formation to evolve a giant phantom in an attempt to rescue him.

Inside the core of the bookstore formation, the star power of old man Maoshan was continuously drained away. His face turned extremely pale, and even his body began to tremble slightly.

He raised his arms with great effort, and remotely controlled the giant phantom, cursing furiously in his heart: "Heaven is so unfair! This damn treasure of the Human Emperor... It's obviously just a seedling, maybe not even of the second grade, but under the urging of the purple energy, it can be like a sacred mountain, unshakable!"

"what!!!"

The skin on the old man Maoshan's face was shaking wildly, and he was urging the star core to the point of overdrawing his energy, causing himself to groan in pain: "Break it out of my way!!"

"Oh!"

The giant shadow no longer tried to uproot the willow tree, but instead pulled back, gathered his arms together, and used his shoulder to hit the Nine-Curve Green Cloud Bamboo that blocked out the sky.

"Bang, bang!"

Once, twice...the sound of mountains collapsing and the earth cracking resounded throughout the world.

The old man Maoshan controlled the giant's phantom and after hitting it more than ten times, he finally pulled the roots of the green bamboo out of the soil and caused the green bamboo body to tilt.

"Boom!"

With the help of the old man Maoshan, Ding Hun accumulated strength again and finally broke free from the restraints. His body crashed into a piece of land and flew out from the ground.

Not far away, Ren Ye, who had fought to exhaustion, really did not have the divine power to activate the Nine-Bend Green Cloud Bamboo at this moment. Although this treasure was invincible, it was like a bottomless pit and needed his divine power and purple energy to nourish it.

It has managed to hold on for so long as a second-grade seedling, and it has obviously reached its limit.

The Human Emperor Seal, the Human Emperor Sword, the Phoenix Fire Furnace, the Nine-bend Green Cloud Bamboo, the Yin-Nether Body Divine Child, the White Python Heavenly Monarch's divine egg... and a series of other divine objects, all need to be nurtured slowly and wait for them to bloom and bear fruit, but at this moment they are like a group of child laborers, following King Huai, a half-grown child, to build an empire together.

"Whoosh!"

The Nine-bend Green Cloud Bamboo could no longer be nourished by the increasingly thin purple air. Although it did not suffer any damage, it could not maintain its strange appearance. It simply returned to its seedling state and flew into Ren Ye's forehead.

In mid-air, Ding Hun, his body covered in blood, was floating in the miasma fog. His spiritual sense sensed Ren Ye who was fighting with four super-class people, and he was very shocked.

At first, he felt that Ren was not worthy of him, but the other party fought against eight Jade-faced Young Masters alone: ​​Then, he personally went down to fight with him, and after hundreds of rounds, he felt that the other party was a strong opponent...

Now, less than an incense stick later, he was actually a little confused. He didn't know in his heart whether he could still win if he tried his best to sublimate and activate his divine blood to fight against him.

It is still unclear who will win.

Ding Hun was a little dazed, his eyes gradually became hot, and there was a hint of shame.

"Ding Hun!!! Charge into the battlefield quickly and capture the little emperor alive!" Mao Shan used the power of the formation to send a message to Ding Hun: "The attacking team's commander has walked out of the bunker, and the daytime treasure hunt is almost over. We don't have much time!"

Although the shouting was audible, Ding Hun was floating in the air with an upright posture, without moving a single muscle.

"Go quickly!" Maoshan shouted with a trembling voice.

Ding Hun finally turned back slowly from the mist, staring at the center of the formation with cold and disgusted eyes, and said faintly: "You knew what I was thinking, but you still tried to ruin my mood! This is extremely vicious. Before the fight, I vowed to fight the Human Emperor alone... If I break my oath now, he will defeat me in my life! I also have an opponent in my heart that I can never defeat again! "

"If you treat me as your own, how could you ruin my mood like this?!"

"If those gods have given orders, how dare you go against their wishes?"

"From today on, I will forge a blood feud with the seven of you! When the dust settles, I will kill all seven of you!"

Ding Hun suppressed his anger, responded with extremely cold words, then flew away decisively and headed straight for the outside of the formation, without participating in the siege of Ren Ye at all.

After a person with supernatural powers enters the third level, magic and magic weapons are only means to defeat the enemy, and concentrating one's own intention is the way to the other side of the avenue and step by step to the highest. This is also the reason why Lin Xiang also told Ren Ye that he must sense the intention, understand the intention, and finally establish the intention.

The more powerful the master with supernatural powers is, the longer he will live. During this period, if he does not have a great ideal and an unbreakable obsession in his heart, how can he survive?

Ding Hun sat cross-legged under a dead tree for eight years, sharpening his body with Dao scars. He was the only one who knew the pain. During these eight years, he had some enlightenment, and he made up his mind that "all the talents in the world are grindstones", and this ambition would definitely accompany him for the rest of his life.

But the shameless attack by the seven old monsters just now had violated his oath of a fair fight. If Ren Ye really died at this moment, Ding Hun would never know whether he could defeat the Human Emperor...

The wish in his heart cannot be achieved. Even if he defeats all the geniuses in the world, the Human Emperor is still a mountain that he cannot cross in his lifetime. It is a nightmare. From now on, the right path will be hard to find, and he may never reach the highest level in his lifetime.

Therefore, when Mao Shan invited him to join him in killing Ren Ye, Ding Hun felt only disgust and disgrace. He felt that these old monsters had lost their courage in facing the wall and were not worthy of being called wall-facing people.

"boom!"

He fled decisively, sensing another breath not far away, ready to help on another battlefield.

……

About five miles away from Gutan, the defending commander Cao Yufei was experiencing a life-and-death crisis.

Xu Qingzhao, A Pu, Tang Feng and Long Shou suddenly appeared, each with strange methods and amazing fighting power. They were able to fight back and forth with the two super-class people beside him.

On an open grassland, the Dragon Head, led by A Pu and Tang Feng, were fighting with two super-class old lamps, but their fighting power was slightly inferior to that of the Seven Mountain Old Man, so the three of them could separate them from Cao Yufei together, thus creating space for the beloved concubine's "solo kill".

In midair, an old man in coarse cloth, with surging star power bursting out from his body, looked at Tang Feng and sneered, "You little third-rank cultivator, you also want to use weird secret methods to mess with my mind? ! ! I have practiced hard for a hundred years, and my heart is as hard as a rock. I have no interest in sex... How can I be so aroused by your lowly tricks?"

"Snapped!"

Tang Feng ignored him completely and just stimulated his inner desires, snapping his fingers rhythmically.

The other party is a super-class person with a firm mind. He is far from being like an ordinary third-class supernatural power person who can be easily affected by his desires. However, he still firmly believes: "Everyone has desires. Even if you are menopausal today, I will make you pick up the eggplant in pain!"

When he overdraws his divine power and controls the desires of others, he is also "setting himself on fire". The desires in his heart rise up, and seem to burst his flesh and blood body.

But none of this matters. As a genius who ranks among the top four in the team, he must buy time for his beloved concubine. Even if he has to consume a hundred kilograms of beef at night and shoot at his brother, he has to hold on!

"boom!"

Tang Feng's aura exploded, and he twisted his two fingers very slowly. With a snap, the old man in plain clothes opposite him suddenly stiffened.

After a breath, the stubborn old man yelled with red eyes: "It's hot, it's hot! The fire is going to make me explode and die..."

"brush!"

He suddenly raised his arms and tore open his robe in an instant. He stood there naked, his eyes having lost their rationality.

Seeing this perfect opportunity, the Dragon Head instantly controlled the golden thread and was about to kill the opponent!

At the same time, the A Pu next to him used the Thousand Machine Fluid to transform countless hidden weapons, which all shot towards the old man.

"what!!!"

The old man suddenly felt a sense of impending death, knowing that if he didn't break the deadlock, he would die here.

In the midst of all the crises, he suddenly yelled, "No one can control me!!! No one!!"

"puff!"

He suddenly controlled the flying knife and decisively and fiercely slashed through the naked lower body. A stream of blood spurted out, and a dry earthworm swayed to the ground.